Goodbye my friend, you've messed up againYou're going to prison, you're off to the penYou've gotten off easy so many timesBut I guess no one told you how to get a life

The judge wasn't lenient like he was beforeYou got three to five and a kick out the doorThe public defender really did tryToo little, too late, you didn't get a life

Hey, in WallaI'll see you in Walla WallaSlap on the wrist? Well, not this timeHey, in WallaI'll see you in Walla WallaFolsom prison is the destinationHey, in WallaI'll see you in Walla WallaSlap on the wrist? Well, not this timeIn the scheme of life, we're all just brothersRehabilitate with all the othersWell, I'll see ya

That car looked so tempting, so easy to driveJust like that apartment that you burglarizedYou started to run, but didn't get farCause under your arm was a VCR

Ho ho, not this time my friendYou'll be in lockdown by tenI'm afraid you can't talk your way out of this one, sonNow four walls are your 24-hour-a-day, constant companions.Hey, in WallaI'll see you in Walla WallaSlap on the wrist? Well, not this timeHey, in WallaI'll see you in Walla WallaFolsom prison is the destinationHey, in WallaI'll see you in Walla WallaSlap on the wrist? Well, not this timeIn the scheme of life, we're all just brothersRehabilitate with all the othersWell, I'll see ya